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“Help.”
It was a male voice, distinct and almost booming.
“What can we help you with?” I asked. “Are you the one bothering Elizabeth?”
“Help me.”
This time the voice was still male but sounded younger and had the rasp of a teenager.
“You have to give us more than that for us to help you. If you need to move on, you can look for the light. You don’t have to stay here at the castle. It’s okay.”
“No.”
The answer was immediate again, that blunt voice that spoke to us first.
“What do you need?” Lincoln asked, his voice matching the tone of the man’s.
“Help.”
It wasn’t the first time that we were talking circles around a ghost. It wasn’t like they could communicate easily. It also took energy for them to speak through these boxes.
I had my mental blocks up, afraid that if I let them down during an investigation, especially one that the Darklings were watching, it would not end well.
The comm sounded off in my ear, and I pressed my hand to it, trying to block out the white noise so I could hear Ryker.
“Hey, they’re saying that you need to look between the shelves ahead of you. They keep seeing something moving ahead.”
I realized I’d been staring at the spirit box, so I glanced up, shifting enough that the glasses faced straight ahead. Lincoln moved the flashlight so the beam gave a slight red glow to the space between the shelves.
At first I didn’t see anything but as I turned away something moved in my periphery.
“Do you guys see something I don’t? To me, it’s just empty.”
It was a lie but I was curious if they were seeing what I just did.
“Nothing for me,” Lincoln agreed.
“They’re saying it was a black figure, like shadows just at the edge of your frames,” Ryker explained. “No one sees it now.”
Interesting. They’d caught exactly what I saw.
Ethan had mentioned the same thing when we got back from our walk earlier. Something I definitely wasn’t going to mention now.
“Last chance to tell us what we can help you with,” I called out. “Give us more information, and we’ll try. If you just say ‘help,’ there’s nothing we can do.”
“Innocent.”
It was a teenager this time, but it was almost like the two voices were overlapping, even though his was more prominent.
“Innocent.”
It came again, this time with a deeper voice at the front. They overlapped each other, taking turns repeating it over and over again until Lincoln had enough and just turned off the box.
“What the fuck was that?” I think it was more to himself than me, but I shook my head anyway.
“That was wild. I don’t think I’ve ever had anything like that happen, Darklings. Usually, it’s one word at a time, a simple sentence, nothing like this.”
“They’re saying the shadows are back.”
